Gentle Comrades, I believe that I have a solution. People may ring the changes in their names: Bill Clinton, William Clinton, William J. Clinton, William Jefferson Clinton, W. J. Clinton and W. Jefferson Clinton to name just six, and it takes an affidavit of identity to establish that they are one and the same. Monica could sign it of course although I'm not sure that Our Many Titted Empress could.

Why not do the same with social-security numbers? Now this is not an exact analogy but why not run the permutations on a social-security number? P(9,9) = 9! = 362,880, which would be enough to win Al Frankenstein Monster not only Minnesota, sorry, MinneSOta, but one or possibly both of the Dakotas too.

Comrades! Let us be wary that the wily Rethuglicans do not introduce a virus into TOTUS, the way that they do into Diebold voting machines, when we don't get the result that we want and we cannot manage to count it enough times to get the result that we want.

Comrades! Let us be wary that the wily Rethuglicans do not introduce a virus into TOTUS, the way that they do into Diebold voting machines, when we don't get the result that we want and we cannot manage to count it enough times to get the result that we want.

That must be the most popular name for gay porn stars. Uh. Someone told me that.

They recommend that you punch your Chad all the way through. I guess that's where practice with impaling things can come in handy...

Indeed. Never leave Chad hanging in public.Though perhaps you could leave him dangling (his modifiers at least)

Say, anyone following the special olympics gate?I found this fun little top ten list (the bumping of head on helicopter is particularly tasty)Top 10 gaffes of ObamaBidenwouldn't the Hillarybutton be included in this? I think the list ought to be adopted by the Cube and expanded to include the whole parcel of rogues in the administration

The irony here being that the zombies in Romero's work are all meant to symbolize consumers caught in the disease of capitalism, this political commentary being most obvious in 'Dawn.'

From Reason magazine, "We the Living Dead: the politics of zombie cinema." It certainly argues the Doctor's and Guardian's statements about Mr. Romero and names three academic tomes on zombie movies. Considering I probably saw every zombie movie produced while between the ages of 12 and 15 (with license comes parking and nobody cares about zombies then), I should make a career change. Where is the nearest Department of Undead Studies?

Regarding the Reason zombie/DNC article, there's this bit for a movie I can't recall seeing:

Quote:

It’s vain to argue that zombie politics don’t lean left, but the positioning is not simple. Bob Clark’s 1970 film Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things, for example, is something of a reactionary fantasy, with the undead attacking the most irritating band of flower children in movie history—possibly the exact moment America turned decisively against hippies.

That merits deep thought. I shall ponder it while eating Oatmeal.<section edited to conserve Gaia's electrons>I would weigh to the side of the Dead are more valuable.But then if this was a strictly rhetorical or even Philosophical question not requiring respone. Please fee free to ignore all the above.I believe George Romero is recruiting new voters even now.

Comrade Guardian of the Pravda,Your parents gave you an astoundingly prescient name. Thank you for the clarity.

Regarding oatmeal, ours largely comes from Australia. At the risk of heresy, I might say at certain climes it has production benefits exceeding the marvelous beet. Beets with milk and raisins also don't work out too well.

[Even the 'Godfather of Soul' can vote.I would weigh to the side of the Dead are more valuable.I believe George Romero is recruiting new voters even now.

Coming soon to a theater near you!

Will there be the Peoples Popcorn there? Dried Beets soaked in Vodka.This looks to be a thriller. The Voters are lining up Casket by Casket to declare their love for the one by casting their votes with their putrefied and embalmed hands and hearts. Such love as no one else except 'The One' has, or can hope, to experience. Truly he can make the Dead Rise. Look at his VP and other picks for various office. Already in the first stages of decomp as they are all brain dead. Others, like Dodd, are dying in Office yet still providing undying love and support.Can there be any finer sacrifice than to give your all for your leader? Make that give all you have to your Leader.

Will there be the Peoples Popcorn there? Dried Beets soaked in Vodka.This looks to be a thriller. The Voters are lining up Casket by Casket to declare their love for the one by casting their votes with their putrefied and embalmed hands and hearts. Such love as no one else except 'The One' has, or can hope, to experience. Truly he can make the Dead Rise. Look at his VP and other picks for various office. Already in the first stages of decomp as they are all brain dead. Others, like Dodd, are dying in Office yet still providing undying love and support.Can there be any finer sacrifice than to give your all for your leader? Make that give all you have to your Leader.

Yes, of course they will serve up Peoples Popcorn in the Peoples Concession Stand. They will also serve Tender Juicy Obama Fingers, Obama Nuts, Barney Franks, and those yummy Chocolate Covered Caramels, Bilk Dodds.

Least we not forget our Children's Prosperity Looter Secretary of the Treasury ...Timothy Heistner. Seems he is also dying in office.The Messiah (praise be to the "One") will soon raise him from the dead too.

Will there be the Peoples Popcorn there? Dried Beets soaked in Vodka.This looks to be a thriller. The Voters are lining up Casket by Casket to declare their love for the one by casting their votes with their putrefied and embalmed hands and hearts. Such love as no one else except 'The One' has, or can hope, to experience. Truly he can make the Dead Rise. Look at his VP and other picks for various office. Already in the first stages of decomp as they are all brain dead. Others, like Dodd, are dying in Office yet still providing undying love and support.Can there be any finer sacrifice than to give your all for your leader? Make that give all you have to your Leader.

Yes, of course they will serve up Peoples Popcorn in the Peoples Concession Stand. They will also serve Tender Juicy Obama Fingers, Obama Nuts, Barney Franks, and those yummy Chocolate Covered Caramels, Bilk Dodds.

Least we not forget our Children's Prosperity Looter Secretary of the Treasury ...Timothy Heistner. Seems he is also dying in office.The Messiah (praise be to the "One") will soon raise him from the dead too.

One would think that with all this raising he would have little time for himself, yet he manages to find that time and to go Bowling in order to practice for the Special Olympics.I am not sure I understood exactly what his disability is but I know he will overcome it somehow. Could it be related to his inability to think logically? I am not sure if he can qualify for the SO based on that as it is a common malady in the Liberal Circle.However he is 'The One' so if he wants to be in the Special Olympics then I am sure he can qualify.

My favorite zombie flick is Dead Alive (AKA: Braindead (New Zealand title)). It's anti-Hollywood establishment Peter Jackson's second film, which he made after Bad Taste. I highly recommend both films. They are very funny, but mostly in the disgusting sort of way. Jackson included an Easter egg from Dead Alive in King Kong when he included a crate labeled "Sumatran Rat Monkey" in the cargo hold of the ship. I think I was the only one in the theater who burst out laughing. Yeah, awkward moment...

Pravda, what do you think about settling Obama water from a shrine, as in Lourdes? Penitents could come from all over the nation, or even world, considering that the Germans to a man want to Monica him, er, Him. And like the pilgrims to the shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe in Mexico City, they will finish their journey on their knees.

On payment of a suitable fee, say 1/4 of their estates, they will be given a designer bottle of O'ly Water, which will make them live forever, and have the sex drive of a mating bull, and live forever, at least as far as voting goes.

Pravda, what do you think about settling Obama water from a shrine, as in Lourdes? Penitents could come from all over the nation, or even world, considering that the Germans to a man want to Monica him, er, Him. And like the pilgrims to the shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe in Mexico City, they will finish their journey on their knees.

On payment of a suitable fee, say 1/4 of their estates, they will be given a designer bottle of O'ly Water, which will make them live forever, and have the sex drive of a mating bull, and live forever, at least as far as voting goes.

The Shrine should be appropriate think ye not? It should exemplify his level of worthiness. It should be the epitome of his beliefs. It should reflect all of his beliefs. Somewhat austere but still exemplifying the dignity of his position.

Mayhap this will do. Sufficient tile exist to make groveling a semi pleasure and would allow one to slide across the floor to pay homage.The water would of course be recycled in keeping with 'The Ones' commitment to the environment.As to the Fief and all fees thereof since all is his it is only fitting that each penitent bring 1/4 of that which they possess and then be taxed heavily for the remaining 3/4. Of course having the water would more than address this loss of revenue and possession.All would be good and there would be much movement.

Pravda, I do like your idea. And there is another concession for making money. We could have Monica sell kneepads to ease the, er, cough, trajectory across the floor and the obeisances.

And we could also sell Obama's Tasty Crème! But OTC wouldn't be OTC. You'd get a tube of it with every thousand dollars that you pay in income tax.

This is the opposite of BOSO, which is spread equally among all people, world-, nay, galaxy-wide. It is also used at the Mustang Ranch and on the sets of certain studios in West Hollywood instead of J-Lube. Since the introduction of BOSO I'm told that Doc Johnson has started a new line of Xtreme Latex in sizes which require the purchaser to turn himself or herself--and it doesn't matter--inside out.

Pravda, I do like your idea. And there is another concession for making money. We could have Monica sell kneepads to ease the, er, cough, trajectory across the floor and the obeisances.

And we could also sell Obama's Tasty Crème! But OTC wouldn't be OTC. You'd get a tube of it with every thousand dollars that you pay in income tax.

This is the opposite of BOSO, which is spread equally among all people, world-, nay, galaxy-wide. It is also used at the Mustang Ranch and on the sets of certain studios in West Hollywood instead of J-Lube. Since the introduction of BOSO I'm told that Doc Johnson has started a new line of Xtreme Latex in sizes which require the purchaser to turn himself or herself--and it doesn't matter--inside out.

No Cigars though she apparently does not know how to light them only insert them.Those who, appropriately, grovel at the 'Lap' of Luxury certainly deserve Le Crème, and the soaking they would receive for purchasing it.The BOSO goes to the guts of the matter eh?If inside is out then is it not the outside?Can the one do this? Turn one inside out and make them outside in?Truly he has the Power. This then should be his Trademark Miracle the one that get's him canonized. Or is it too late has he already achieved that position?

Those who, appropriately, grovel at the 'Lap' of Luxury certainly deserve Le Crème, and the soaking they would receive for purchasing it.

Gentlemen, if I might quote a worthy source in Lemuel Gulliver, who, knowing his way around the world, has this to say about the mannerisms which could be used to crawl across the tiles:

A Messenger was dispatch'd half a Day's Journey before us, to give the King Notice of my Approach, and to desire that his Majesty would please appoint a Day and Hour, when it would be his gracious Pleasure that I might have the Honour to lick the Dust before his Footstool. This is the Court Style, and I found it to be more than Matter of Form: For upon my Admittance two Days after my Arrival, I was commanded to crawl upon my Belly, and lick the Floor as I advanced; but on Account of my being a Stranger, Care was taken to have it made so clean that the Dust was not offensive. However, this was a peculiar Grace, not allowed t o any but Persons of the highest Rank, when they desire an Admittance. Nay, sometimes the Floor is strewed with Dust on purpose,when the Person to be admitted happens to have powerful Enemies at Court. And I have seen a great Lord with his Mouth so crammed, that when he had crept to the proper Distance from the Throne, he was notable to speak a Word. Neither is there any Remedy, because it iscapital for those who receive an Audience to spit or wipe their Mouths in his Majesty's Presence.

There is indeed another Custom, which I cannot altogether approve of. When the King has a Mind to put any of his Nobles to Death in a gentle indulgent Manner; he commands to have the Floor strowed with a certain brown Powder, of a deadly Composition, which being licked up infallibly kills him in twenty-four Hours. But in Justice to this Prince's great Clemency, and the Care he hath of his Subject's Lives ... it must be mentioned for his Honour, that strict Orders are given to have the infected Parts of the Floor well washed after every such Execution; which if his Domesticks neglect, they are in Danger of incurring his Royal Displeasure. I my self heard him give Directions, that one of his Pages should be whipt, whose Turn it was to give Notice about washing the Floor after an Execution, but maliciously had omitted it; by which Neglect a young Lord of great Hopes coming to an Audience, was unfortunately poisoned, although the King at that Time had no Design against his Life. But this good Prince was so gracious, as to forgive the poor Page his Whipping, upon Promise that he would do so no more, without special Orders.

To return from this Digression; when I had crept within four Yards of the Throne, I raised my self gently upon my Knees, and then striking my Forehead seven Times on the Ground, I pronounced the following Words, as they had been taught me the Night before, IckplingGloffthrobb Squutserumm blhiop Mlashnalt Zwin tnodbalkguffhSlhiophad Gurdlubh Asht. This is the Compliment established by theLaws of the Land for all Persons admitted to the King's Presence. It may be rendered into English thus: May your celestial Majesty out-live the Sun, eleven Moons and an half. To this the King returned some Answer, which although I could not understand, yet I replied as I had been directed; Fluft drin Yalerick Dwuldum prastrad mirplush, whichproperly signifies, My Tongue is in the Mouth of my Friend; and by this Expression was meant that I desired leave to bring my Interpreter; whereupon the young Man already mentioned was accordingly introduced, by whose Intervention I answer'd as many Questions as his Majesty could put in above an Hour.

If inside is out then is it not the outside?We are entering into the era of the Moebius Citizen. He will be physical reflection of Obamanomics, where spending trillions will make trillions.

Also a physical reflection of ACORN, where democracy is assured through voter fraud. In both of these cited cases it avoids the charge of hypocrisy to have the outside turn seamlessly into the inside.

As far as canonization goes, I think that we truly have entered into a realm of separate but equal. To canonize Obama would be to put him into a hierarchy which would require uncomfortable jostling with the Angel Michael, or perhaps Mikael--we shall see come the Clap of Doom. But if His O'liness were the center of the galaxy, in effect the supermassive black hole that we have just found at the center of our our galaxy, then he would be primus inter pares. The galaxy would orbit around him, and anything that came close to the event horizon, such as wealth and straight talk, would be sucked into the void, never to be seen again.

But in defiance of Hawking, information would be destroyed and since the advent of His O'liness, all the physical laws of the universe have been rewritten.

IckplingGloffthrobb Squutserumm blhiop Mlashnalt Zwin tnodbalkguffhSlhiophad Gurdlubh AshtThank you, Rex, for that Brobdignagian mouthful. When I give my housewarming party (when renovations are completed next month, two years after purchase), I shall have that printed on cocktail napkins which I shall hand to guests with glasses of BOSO and canapes of Obama's Tasty Crème. For this will be the party that the people of Culo de Pecos will talk about forever.

The uncontested absurdities of today are the accepted slogans of tomorrow. They come to be accepted by degrees, by precedent, by implication, by erosion, by default, by dint of constant pressure on one side and constant retreat on the other - until the day when they are suddenly declared to be the country's official ideology. ~ Ayn Rand